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![]() The largest of the lizard-folk looks at his comrades speaks, 1 “Ποιοι είναι αυτοί οι ηλίθιος καλικάντζαρους.” A smaller lizard-folk seems to shush him, “ Ήσυχο, επιτρέψτε μου να μιλήσω στα μικρά ανόητοι. The lizard-folk are among the reeds, and are very near the water Draconic:
1 Who are these idiot goblins. 2 Quiet, let me talk to the little fools. The smaller lizard-folk looks at Gurp and addresses him, “You are a rude little fool, little goblin. Even if you can match me in combat, and prove your daring. You would win nothing but a greater enemy in the slaying. You think to intimate me? As he speaks his scales shift in color to a shadowy murky color. “You are vain to claim the SWAMP wants to speak with me. You are apart of no circle and command nothing. So is words or death YOU want.” ![]()
![]() At this the Queen speaks shortly in her lithe voice,
Question t’at of you Tribe
Only introduced waz King Mortimer
For a t’ousand curses could be lane
My faithful are loyal
But back to your matter,” She bites out with distaste,
Vorka tiz my sister true
For t’is you did is good for us,” she says in a lighter tone
To your young tribe we will treaty,
I ‘ope we share this view
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (13) + 14 = 27
Time in Hours: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 3 hours ![]()
![]() "Me Nockers. You no tribe me know but siser will know meddle." By this point an impressively old Lizard-folk arrives. His armor is decorated with a lot bobbles and knickknacks. He is surrounded 3 guards and followed by the lizard-folk who ran off. The old Lizard-folk looks to Nockers, speaks in the Lizard-folk’s strange language. He proceeds into the large hut. Nockers sighs deeply. He is clearly annoyed at something.
Sense Motive DC 12:
He does not like unnecessary pomp and ceremony. The young lithe Lizard-folk looks to the party and smiles politely. Then in an oddly proper tone he sings in prefect Goblin to the party. He begins to dance as other lizard-folk stomp, clap or add occupella background music.
Put your worth to the test
Hot swamp ruler.
Don't believe me? (Another Lizard yells) Not A Chance!
And a greeting here is never second best
Standing on the raised dais next to a large ornate fire pit stands a beautiful goblin woman. Her green skin is free of blemishes and her hair is a deep dark red. She seems to have bark, moss and green leaves as clothing, but her crown is branches, leaves and flowers in full bloom.
Knowelged Nature DC 14:
The plants on the Queen are living not dead or preserved. The wood is Darkwood. Spellcraft DC 13:
Both the clothes gleam with Abjuration magic and crown with Transmutation. Spellcraft DC 20:
The Divine energy is coming from dais and alter is the same that is coming from the small Queen. The young Lizard-folk walks into the room bowing to the party.
Hara bows even deeper to the small female goblin. “I my Queen am honored to introduce High Admiral of the Dread Pirate Goblins the King Mortimer of the Mushfens Cats, the Warrior Ronk, Gurp the Shaman, and Vizier Twitchy. This is her most gracious holiness Queen Janka of the Long Bite peoples the transcendent Mother Goddess of all collective Swamp peoples.” |